When Winnie returned from her phone call, Channing had already made dinner and the smell of food was coming through.

It was quite late now and she was really hungry.

Winnie walked over and sat at the table, "Did you ...... go back to see your sister."

"Went."

"So how is she doing these days?"

Channing placed the bowl in front of her and then sat down, "You can just ask her."

Winnie gave a token smile and didn't answer.

In the past few years, she has never had the courage to face Stella, at most, she just sends greetings on New Year's Day, and then buys some gifts for the children and sends them over.

She kept her head down and ate in silence.

The room was quiet with only the sound of the TV echoing.

After a while, Channing's cell phone rang.

He swiped the screen to connect, and two milky voices soon came from the other end of the line -

"Uncle Chan!"

"Uncle Chan~"

Channing's voice trailed off, "What's wrong?"

"When are you coming back? Lala misses you."

"Lele also wants to Uncle Chan oh."

Channing's lips curved gently: "Uncle Chan will be back tomorrow."

Winnie's hand holding the chopsticks paused slightly, why didn't she go back today?

Soon, the phone was answered by Stella: "Chan, it's raining outside, are you still at the office?"

"No."

"So have you eaten yet, if you haven't come over here and I'll make it for you."

the person across from him who was almost on the verge of burying his head in

two little

hanging up the phone, Channing

he was asking herself and nodded her head in a panic:

hold and eat

Winnie: "......"

looked up at him, "Why don't you hurry up and

phone and said lightly, "They'll be asleep by

and went back to eating her

looked at her for a moment, got up

whether she was surprised or happy, she hurriedly put down her bowl, "I'll

up his blazer, glancing at her,

"It's ...... is it?"

adjusted her mood and

wasn't until the sound of the door closing came

saw the untouched dishes across the table, the smile at the corner of his mouth

say that he

so easy to make it and you haven't eaten

balcony with her head hanging, looking out at the crackling rain, her hand propped up on

back and trotted into the bedroom, put on a hat mask sunglasses, and set a hooded jacket, wrapped inside and outside three layers,

umbrella and ran two blocks to find a pharmacy

poured a glass of water, tilted her head back

into the couch and let out

felt a little pinch on

hand went back and touched a

looked at the pen and the corners of her

He fell again.

pen down and getting up

getting out of the shower, she walked over to

these dishes and basically left them

Winnie lay in bed, listening to the rain outside,

the variety show has seen countless

old, and his eyes seemed to be following

light in her eyes

the tablet aside, played Variety, and slowly closed

Another night passed.

it was still

the rain or the reason she didn't sleep much all

the assistant's phone rang just

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